After all the heavy rains and high winds, I was desperate for some "face time" with nature, so I went for an early morning walk on the Western Waterfront Trail, which runs in front of my home. It was magnificent! I saw 2 young muskrats, and they are truly "river rats," and "our" great blue heron stalking the waters. But what was so fabulous was the creek, full of rushing and tumbling water, carving its way over boulders and trees, and how I felt standing there. I stood on the bridge and experienced it.
Rushing creek waters
fill me with their mighty power
and merge into JOY!
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